* Our Minnesota family packed up and headed back toward home this evening. It's always hard to say goodbye, but it was a good visit. Austin is full of cuteness. Yesterday his mommy told him he was a little stinker and he replied, "I'm a lil dinker and you're a lil dinker. We ken be lil dinkers togedder." This afternoon he had fun playing rough and tumble with Uncle Ben even hiding Ben's hat under a couch pillow so he wouldn't be able to leave.
* Naughty One is ailing again. He's got a spot on his leg that is healing nicely, and a lump on his head, right between his eyes. It's looking frighteningly like an abscess. I'm not sure what happened, but he does occasionally like to scare the chickens... and he was outside with them just Sunday afternoon when I first noticed a sore by his right eye. I'm afraid a trip to the vet is in our future. I sure hope one day he learns to leave those chickens alone.
* Santa Claus made good on a 46 year old promise this week and delivered a gift that never arrived in 1970. I am now the proud owner of a brand new still-in-the-box Bedsie Beans. (Actually, I am the proud owner of two (so far) Bedsie Beans dolls as another one arrived outside of the original packaging as well. It's almost more fun getting one all these years later than it would have been when I was six or seven. (Thanks, Santa Claus, and your little elf too.)
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